Chapter Twenty-Five: Love Noodles

"Xiao Langhua, come and eat noodles, Uncle cooked you love noodles."

The uncle shouted, and the little wave farts climbed onto the table.

Lang and Xiaoqi also came, and everyone sat down at the dinner table together.

Uncle added love noodles to everyone's bowl, noodles with clear soup and little water, without any toppings, but Uncle added a spoonful of bean paste to everyone's bowl, and the fragrance was overflowing.

"Uncle made love noodles, please taste them." The brother-in-law said happily.

He wore his grandmother's apron and only wore a chef's hat, which was a decent chef.

Lang and Xiaoqi "suck, suck" and ate noodles.

"Not bad, not bad."

"It tastes great!"

Lang and Xiaoqi both gave the uncle a thumbs up.

The uncle said proudly: "Then you don't need to say, it's the love noodles made by my uncle." ”

"Love noodles?" Xiao Langhua stared at the noodles in the bowl and refused to move his chopsticks.

The uncle asked strangely, "What's the matter, Xiao Langhua, is there any problem?" ”

"It's not love noodles, it's long noodles." Xiao Langhua picked up a noodle with chopsticks and struggled to hold it high, and the noodles slipped from between the chopsticks and fell into the bowl, and the soup splashed on Xiao Langhua's face.

Everyone laughed.

Xiao Langhua pursed her lips: "Our teacher Huang said that children are not allowed to laugh at others. ”

"We're not kids." Lang laughed and quipped.

"You're no one else." Xiaoqi also joked.

Xiao Langhua's mouth pouted higher, and her little head tilted to the side: "Hmph! ”

The uncle touched Xiao Langhua's little head, and said with a smile in a loving tone: "Okay, okay, don't be angry, don't pay attention to the two of them, come and eat your uncle's love noodles." ”

The uncle said, picking up the noodles with chopsticks and putting them in the spoon and feeding them to Xiao Langhua's mouth.

"But this isn't love noodles. You see it's round noodles. Xiao Langhua pointed to the noodles in the spoon and said stubbornly.

In the spoon, the noodles are indeed round in shape.

The uncle understood, found a saucer, and used noodles to put a love heart shape in the plate.

Xiao Langhua immediately clapped her hands excitedly and cheered: "Love noodles, uncle, you are awesome!" ”

Xiao Langhua gave his uncle two thumbs up, and his little face was full of energy.

Lang and Xiaoqi were envious.

"Uncle, we also want love noodles."

My uncle made a love heart for everyone with noodles.

The children applauded excitedly: "Uncle is so amazing." ”

Looking at the smiling faces of the nephews, the uncle's heart warmed.

"Hey, Xiao Langhua, why don't you eat the love noodles that your uncle made for you?" The uncle found that Xiao Langhua was holding the plate carefully, staring at the love noodles with bright eyes, but did not move the chopsticks.

"I'm going to give love noodles to my teacher to eat." Xiao Langhua said with a smile.

Little Wave's whim made everyone laugh again.

Lang said: "Noodles are not a good thing, why would the teacher want to eat them?" ”

Xiao Langhua was not convinced: "This is the love noodles made by my uncle, it is a good thing!" ”

Xiao Langhua pouted her mouth again, and the longer her mouth pouted, she could hang a bucket.

Lang Yu couldn't bear it and said, "Okay, okay, it's a good thing." ”

Little Wave immediately grinned.

Xiaoqi said again: "But you are a teacher in the kindergarten, how can she eat your love noodles?" ”

This time, Xiao Langhua was not angry, but said happily: "My teacher is coming to visit the family." ”